I signed for 3 letters today.
Three certified letters came from a Government Run Entity that goes by 3 letters ...
It's not enough me and the husband have worked our entire lives, aren't criminals, raise our children to be morally responsible and if they aren't make them accountable.
It's not really even enough that my husband spent 20 years working at a job that at any moment they could tell him he had a new job, cleaning toilets, in a war zone, and wouldn't see his kids grow up for a few years, all at the astounding rate of minimum wage.
I am thinking it's probably not enough that even though we have a kid that is now an adult that could have gotten one of those so called " crazy checks" from the Government for nearly 19 years he didn't and we struggled to cover the costs.
You know the entire my health thing with the brain, the spine, and all that jazz? yeah Guess what, I ate some humble pie and checked out the Disability stuff and was treated like a shitty diaper but Rudezilla McNasty and told NO. I only did it, because I had a daughter wanting to finish college, a special needs kid and a young child and my Doctors had told me I couldn't work anymore or that entire "death shit" would happen. So I thought oh, since I have worked my entire life and now if I work death will kill me, I will get some of what I paid back. HA. NO and hell double NO.
I am also fairly sure my daughter is in the .0000000000000000001% of her Universities student population that actually is paying for her education. NO slam on the people that get grants but let me just say, she has been made fun of more than once for "not knowing how to jack the system".
So when these 3 little letters today came from the 3 lettered Service. All the air left my body. Then I threw up. They used words like seize property and levy, and garnished, and frozen, YOU ARE FUCKED. OK maybe they didn't actually type the words "you are fucked" but it's in there.
These 3 little letters decided that 9 years ago, NINE years ago, our now dead accountant made a mistake on our taxes. A $58,000 mistake. Let me repeat that. a FIFTY EIGHT THOUSAND DOLLAR MISTAKE.
Sorry I had to go throw up again.
Our accountant that handled all that 9 years ago died, but I can assure you we did not make enough money 9 years ago to pay $58 in taxes. What's even better you ask? Well 6 years ago there was this little storm called Katrina. Guess who doesn't have a copy of a damn thing from 9 years ago. I've moved 3 times in 9 years, and went through a Hurricane, my accountant died and I got nothing. RIP sweet little accountant dude. But DAMN... I got NOTHING.
So guess what 3 little letters. What is it that you want from me exactly. the 99 Minivan with no ac? Or the stack of medical bills I have piled up? Maybe a big flat of freaking RAMEN?
HOW ABOUT I PAY YOUR SORRY ASS IN BLOOD?
OH wait. wait.. here's an idea and not to be political or anything, but the guy who is running your shop, is an appointed person, and guess what, he hasn't filed in 3 years. I file every year.
over 100 members of congress who GET PAID IN TAX DOLLARS, OWE BACK TAXES.
How many of them are driving a 99 minivan and eating Ramen? yet you come after me with some bullshit inflated mutherfucking number that I can't prove? You bastards. You dirty stinking bastards.
A note saying due to the economy you need to collect? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
FUCKING COLLECT IT FROM THE PEOPLE THAT YOU ARE PAYING WHO OWE YOU DILLWEEDS.
fuck this. I am going to throw up again and then I will probably write you a letter with a mapquest directions on how to find my ass so you can kiss it, what the fuck are you going to do, freeze my bank account it's got $2 in it. Take it you piece of fucking shits. Make sure you pay congress though and they get to work out in their nice fucking gym you idiots, also please use your tax payer dollar funded cell phones to take shots of your crotches and twitter them, fly around the country and eat like the fat spoiled bastard pigs you are.
I will go in the kitchen and fix my kid and nice bowl of STEAM for dinner and ICE for desert. You shittard pasty snakes. How dare you practically guarantee we will become a statistic yet sit so high and righteous when you have the moral fiber of a piece of used toilet paper.
FUCKING BITE ME.